Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 807: Leng Qianshuang's Curiosity

There is no such thing as kindness without reason. Mo Chenxiao’s high regard for Han Xuanji naturally had other reasons behind it.

His Master, the Saint Venerable Tianming, was a Saint King powerhouse of the Way of Destiny; Mo Chenxiao would carefully ponder the true meaning behind every single thing his Master did and every word he said.

He just didn’t know how much of a surprise Han Xuanji could bring him.

…

Han Xuanji left Jiuxuan Palace and returned to his own palace. He suddenly remembered two other matters. The whereabouts of the Dao Ancestor, and the beast tide of the Desolate Region. He had kept these two matters in mind, but he simply hadn’t found the right fated opportunity to bring them up.

Tonight was actually a good fated opportunity, but after some thought, he felt there was no need to rush.

Mo Chenxiao had bestowed a vast amount of resources upon their very first meeting, arranged the matter of the Primordial Chaos for him, and even mentioned the opportunities he would need to compete for in the future. If Han Xuanji pressed further about other matters, it might leave a bad impression.

Although Han Xuanji didn’t know why the other party valued him so highly, he couldn’t push his luck, could he?

As for these matters…

He planned to ask his Senior Sister when he met Leng Qianshuang in a few days.

Although Leng Qianshuang seemed cold and aloof, she was quite gentle toward him, her Junior Brother, and should be willing to answer some of his questions.

What Han Xuanji didn’t know was that in the outside world, Leng Qianshuang had a much more well-known moniker—the “Cold-Faced Empress.”

This moniker was not because of her strength, but because of her temperament; getting her to speak a few more words in her presence was considered an honor.

On the other side, in a pavilion outside Jiuxuan City, Hui Feng held a transmission jade talisman in his hand.

True God Heiyan’s voice came from the other end of the jade talisman, carrying a raspy chuckle:

“Do you think if I had forced him to stay in the chamber of commerce back then, it would have ended up harming him instead?”

True God Heiyan’s tone carried a hint of emotion, a touch of sighing, and a trace of hard-to-detect self-deprecation.

“When I first met him in Qianhun City, I felt this kid was not simple. I didn’t expect him to reach this step so quickly. A Direct Disciple of the Holy Lord… this is already an extremely influential position in the Holy Court, right? I’ve heard that this Nine Profound Saint Lord is incomparably noble, a standout even among the many Holy Lords.”

Hui Feng did not respond, falling silent for a moment. He could hear the complex emotions in True God Heiyan’s words.

The little guy who had just stepped into the Eternal Dao Lord realm back then was now the Direct Disciple of the Nine Profound Saint Lord, with a status far above theirs.

Such a rapid change would make anyone feel a bit dazed.

“He even helped me out of an awkward situation during the grand ceremony today.”

Hui Feng finally spoke, sighing with emotion:

“He still remembers our past friendship, and even mentioned wanting to visit you in the future.”

The other end of the jade talisman fell silent for a moment before True God Heiyan’s voice rang out again, tinged with relief:

“That is good. A young friend of the past, a connection of today. You shouldn’t become distant just because of the gap in status. The more it is like this, the more you must guard your original heart. Since he acknowledges you as a friend, don’t be the first to back away.”

Hui Feng put down the jade talisman and stared out the window in the direction of Jiuxuan Palace, remaining silent for a long time.

He admitted that he did have a moment of hesitation, feeling that the gap in their status was now too wide and that he should perhaps keep an appropriate distance in the future.

But after seeing Han Xuanji today, he realized he had overthought it.

Han Xuanji was still the same Han Xuanji, standing up for him with an easygoing tone, without the slightest air of superiority.

If he shrank back first, he would instead be letting down this friendship.

Hui Feng withdrew his gaze and placed the jade talisman on the table, putting the thoughts out of his mind. He never sought anything from Han Xuanji; to have reached where they were today, they had relied on their own opportunities and capabilities. He did not want this relationship to lose its purity.

Moreover, he was confident that one day, he would also be able to walk side-by-side with Han Xuanji.

…

Three days was neither long nor short.

Han Xuanji did not put on the airs of a Holy Lord’s disciple. During the day, he walked around Jiuxuan Palace, meeting with representatives of several forces that had close ties with the palace. His attitude was neither submissive nor overbearing; he was neither arrogant due to his sudden rise to power, nor overly humble to the point of losing his status and being looked down upon.

Seeing his temperament, the forces that had initially maintained a wait-and-see attitude dropped their intentions to test him, and their words grew more sincere.

Li Tiantong and Hun Qianling followed him around, memorizing many names and faces, and accepted some greeting gifts at Han Xuanji’s prompting.

These things were nothing to Han Xuanji, but to the two of them, they were a considerable fortune.

Initially, the two were somewhat hesitant, feeling that they shouldn’t accept rewards without merit. But Han Xuanji simply said, “If you don’t accept them, they will feel uneasy instead,” so they no longer refused.

As for the gifts presented to Han Xuanji, they constituted an astronomical amount of wealth.

It was of a level that would make even some impoverished Eternal Saints turn red with envy.

Han Xuanji did not lack these resources, but he still had the two of them carefully store the gifts away, already calculating in his heart how to utilize this wealth in the future.

This could be considered his hard-earned, legitimate wealth, which he could use however he pleased.

This time, Li Tiantong rarely voiced an opinion:

“Brother Han, this… we wouldn’t dare hold onto so much.”

“Keep them for now. Many more people will come in the future; consider this resource as my investment in you.”

Han Xuanji said calmly.

Li Tiantong’s expression shifted, seemingly understanding something.

The present was different from the past. Although Han Xuanji was merely a minor Eternal Dao Lord, as a disciple of the Holy Lord, he was fully capable of cultivating a group of trusted aides.

And what trusted aides could be more reassuring than disciples and Fellow Daoists who hailed from the same place?

…

On this day.

Leng Qianshuang arrived.

She was still as cold and detached as ever, wearing a moon-white gown and walking at an unhurried pace. When she reached the entrance of Wuchen Palace, the guards were about to announce her arrival, but she raised her hand to indicate it wasn’t necessary and walked straight inside.

Han Xuanji, meanwhile, had been waiting in the main hall for a long time.

Leng Qianshuang’s gaze rested on him for a brief moment before she got straight to the point:

“Master sent me to ask when you plan to set off for your Primordial Chaos. If you are ready, I can head over with you at any time.”

Han Xuanji’s heart stirred slightly as he said gratefully, “Thank you for your help, Senior Sister. I am ready anytime.”

Leng Qianshuang nodded.

“Then let’s go now.”

Since she had nothing else to do, and was always swift and decisive in her actions, she naturally did not stand on ceremony.

After saying this, she did not turn to leave immediately. Instead, she took a rare, extra look at Han Xuanji, her eyes filled with a trace of thoughtfulness.

Feeling somewhat bewildered by her gaze, Han Xuanji couldn’t help but ask,

“Is there something else you want to ask, Senior Sister?”

Leng Qianshuang fell silent for a moment before speaking with a rare hint of curiosity in her tone:

“I didn’t know before that you were actually a Transcendent.”